Divine Exotic City appeared, and the entire dim world was illuminated by dazzling golden light; among it, Li Ya stared dumbfoundedly at his surroundings.
He could feel that the power of Divine Exotic City was stronger than when he had used it, and it was incomparable.
This meant that the voice from earlier was telling the truth!
Thinking about it, he had never truly mastered the power of Divine Exotic City; it was always commanded by Divine Exotic Immortal Spirit.
Above the clouds, the Master of Divine Exotic Realm looked at the ever-expanding Divine Exotic City, his eyes flickering, unsure of his thoughts.
Zhang Buku, however, felt a surge of relief—should Sword Venerable Fudao truly arrive, then Li Ya would be saved.
In his heart, Sword Venerable Fudao was an invincible existence, a belief shared by all creatures from the Taicang Continent.
A figure materialized next to Li Ya; he glanced over, his pupils suddenly dilating.
It was that familiar demonic shadow!